[Verse 3: T.I]
I Strivers Row my Denim, bankrolls all in 'em
I’m maximum, you minimal
Make dough, you better get you some
Them corners, we be bent in 'em
Better ask bout us, we been a fool
Shot of weed with the one with the pounds of the weed
And the quarter keys of middle school
Beeper, sneakers, tennis shoe, that’s all we was hustling forWhen I pull this strap, you don't do what I say
Nigga that's what I would bust it for
I don’t take your shit, ain’t nothing bruh
What’s all the discussion for?
I'm the motherfucking king and I'm doing my thing
Ain't my fault you can’t fuck with us
You know a counterfeit case make years in prison
Got back out, got back to getting busy
Keep playing round with it, on the real you can get it
Let a goon get a quarter mill, that'll kill it
Couple racks on that Versace suit
Just in case they watching fool
Sophisticated, my surveillance pics just like a photoshoot
Givenchy, Balenciaga, YSL and Prada
Tom Ford, LonBon, you name it, I got it
So I be fresh as fuck, going hard when the feds watching
Literally cause I’m menaging when the feds watching, ha!

[Hook]

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